Well here it is! Getting on in chapters and it hasn't even reached its
middle point yet!
Disclaimer I own nothing. Well, perhaps one day I may own Craig Parker! LOL.
Reviewers None! What? Okay! Fine, I'm shore I'll get at least one faithful reviewer soon!
On with the story!
The Bad
Vanity strode through the palace. She had a most haunting sneer on her face that could kill anyone.
"How can I get Haldir? It is only far that the most handsome male in al of 'Lorien and the most beautiful female in all of 'Lorien should marry and have children. But with Haldir hanging on to that stupid little 'princess' it will be extremely hard to get him to notice ME! Now how to get Haldir away from Naomie." Whispered Vanity to herself as she passed a group of laughing guards. Then the most horrible smile came to the elf's slender face. Right there Vanity got a horribly, terrible idea.
"Oh I know." She said, the smile broadening on her face.
"I will use Haldir's love phobia against him. I shall tell him that Naomie plans on doing everything that Vallery has done. When Haldir hears this, his anger will rise. Hmmm ... he will then confront her. But how to get them into a fight? I will need them to actually physically fight so that the one who loses the fight will have their pride hurt. And that is something that neither of them can afford to have hurt. Naomie will certainly convince Haldir of her innocents. Ummm ... some how I need them to duel. That is the most important thing, for them to duel. And that is where I win! Naomie has so much pride that is Haldir says that she would not possibly be able to win at dueling him ... she would most certainly take up the challenge. She will probably win. After all she did beat Haldir to a bloody pulp when they first met. And if I play my cards right she can win in front of everyone in court! That would be the final checkmate! That's it! Haldir will be humiliated and then turn on her! But now the problem is ... how to get the two to fight?" Vanity had now stopped and was passing by a window splattered with hard rain.
Her smile had turned back to its previous sneer as she tried to figure out how to put her plan into motion. Then it occurred to her.
"Aside from telling Haldir what Naomie "plans to do" ... I will also tell Naomie ... that Haldir slept with me. Hummm... its perfect!" Vanity told herself as her smile yet again crept onto her slim face. She clapped her hands together in happiness as she began to laugh.
"Oh yes. With both of them raving at the other, I will be able to say that I thought that Haldir could win that duel, giving him the added confidence. Then, knowing that Naomie will see it differently, she will take the challenge with all the more anger. Then the fight shall be on! As soon as Haldir does not speak to Naomie, and visa versa, Naomie will see no other choice than to leave the city. With her out of the way will where that lead Haldir?" Vanity's smile was threatening to engulf her whole face as she pointed to herself.
"It will lead him strait into my open and awaiting arms. Then everyone's happy. Well ... all save one little princess." Vanity smiled and turned toward the kitchens for something to eat.
Yep. The plot thickens! Stupid Vanity. Will her plan work? Will Haldir and Naomie be torn apart? And if they are ... will one of them suffer or die from heartache? Stay tuned! And Again NO FLAMES! But do review!
Disclaimer I own nothing. Well, perhaps one day I may own Craig Parker! LOL.
Reviewers None! What? Okay! Fine, I'm shore I'll get at least one faithful reviewer soon!
On with the story!
The Bad
Vanity strode through the palace. She had a most haunting sneer on her face that could kill anyone.
"How can I get Haldir? It is only far that the most handsome male in al of 'Lorien and the most beautiful female in all of 'Lorien should marry and have children. But with Haldir hanging on to that stupid little 'princess' it will be extremely hard to get him to notice ME! Now how to get Haldir away from Naomie." Whispered Vanity to herself as she passed a group of laughing guards. Then the most horrible smile came to the elf's slender face. Right there Vanity got a horribly, terrible idea.
"Oh I know." She said, the smile broadening on her face.
"I will use Haldir's love phobia against him. I shall tell him that Naomie plans on doing everything that Vallery has done. When Haldir hears this, his anger will rise. Hmmm ... he will then confront her. But how to get them into a fight? I will need them to actually physically fight so that the one who loses the fight will have their pride hurt. And that is something that neither of them can afford to have hurt. Naomie will certainly convince Haldir of her innocents. Ummm ... some how I need them to duel. That is the most important thing, for them to duel. And that is where I win! Naomie has so much pride that is Haldir says that she would not possibly be able to win at dueling him ... she would most certainly take up the challenge. She will probably win. After all she did beat Haldir to a bloody pulp when they first met. And if I play my cards right she can win in front of everyone in court! That would be the final checkmate! That's it! Haldir will be humiliated and then turn on her! But now the problem is ... how to get the two to fight?" Vanity had now stopped and was passing by a window splattered with hard rain.
Her smile had turned back to its previous sneer as she tried to figure out how to put her plan into motion. Then it occurred to her.
"Aside from telling Haldir what Naomie "plans to do" ... I will also tell Naomie ... that Haldir slept with me. Hummm... its perfect!" Vanity told herself as her smile yet again crept onto her slim face. She clapped her hands together in happiness as she began to laugh.
"Oh yes. With both of them raving at the other, I will be able to say that I thought that Haldir could win that duel, giving him the added confidence. Then, knowing that Naomie will see it differently, she will take the challenge with all the more anger. Then the fight shall be on! As soon as Haldir does not speak to Naomie, and visa versa, Naomie will see no other choice than to leave the city. With her out of the way will where that lead Haldir?" Vanity's smile was threatening to engulf her whole face as she pointed to herself.
"It will lead him strait into my open and awaiting arms. Then everyone's happy. Well ... all save one little princess." Vanity smiled and turned toward the kitchens for something to eat.
Yep. The plot thickens! Stupid Vanity. Will her plan work? Will Haldir and Naomie be torn apart? And if they are ... will one of them suffer or die from heartache? Stay tuned! And Again NO FLAMES! But do review!